After being captured by the old enemy

Qi Qing has been extremely busy recently, and the rest time for several consecutive days may not exceed three hours.

However, the Marshal seems tireless, and there is no trace of fatigue on his face.

After lunch, it is almost time to go to the palace.

After getting into the car, Ji Xingjue looked at him, and teased with a smile: "Master Marshal has worked hard to support his family, why don't you replace me as the driver?"

Qi Qing: "..."

Qi Qing glanced at him slowly, unable to tell what was in her eyes, she threw the car keys to him without saying a word.

Ji Xingjue entered the target address leisurely, and took off skillfully. Seeing that the automatic operation program was stable, he leaned back, put his elbows on the side of the chair, and looked at Qi Qing with his chin resting.

The man leaned on the backrest with his eyes closed, his breathing was shallow, his profile was stern, and his facial features were profound. He was an aggressive handsome man, full of the aura of "don't get close to strangers, and kill anyone who violates it".

Obviously so cute when I was young...

Ji Xingjue felt a little regretful, and thought about it inch by inch from the peak of his eyebrows to his eyelashes, and from the bridge of his nose to his lips.

Will you be shot on the spot if you use the data of Marshal's body and appearance to make a bionic human?

His eyes were unscrupulous, he floated back and forth without restraint, Qi Qing's eyelashes trembled, and finally opened them unbearably: "Have you seen enough?"

Ji Xingjue's eyes were bent like a wave of melting spring water: "Marshal, don't be so stingy."

Laughing like a vicious fox.

Qi Qing's eyelids twitched, and she looked at him calmly.

Ji Xingjue had no choice but to spread his hands: "Okay, okay, you continue to rest."

It looks so good that no one can see it, tsk.

The saints who suddenly exploded in the Ministry of Security surpassed most people's perception. Recently, the situation in the imperial capital has been particularly tight, and martial law is everywhere, especially the palace. Even the cars of the two princes are not allowed to drive in.

Before the hover vehicle approached, it received a landing command.

Ji Xingjue parked the car steadily, and walked out with Qi Qing.

Waiting outside was the captain of the palace guards who was trusted by His Majesty. When he saw the two people walking side by side, he bent down without looking sideways: "Marshal, Madam, good afternoon. Your Majesty has ordered you to take the two of you to the fountain garden."

Ji Xingjue felt relieved.

He is indeed the captain of the palace guards, unlike those gossip nobles, seeing him and Qi Qing walking together is like dancing tango when seeing a colliding interstellar missile.

Without the feast of singing and singing day and night, this luxurious and beautiful palace looks empty.

The huge palace is brilliant and shining, each stone pillar is carved with intricate patterns, and the garden is full of flowers, surrounded by exquisite sculptures, Ji Xingjue squinted his eyes, feeling a little bit familiar, and the feeling is almost Passed away, it was too late to savor it, and it disappeared without a trace.

Turning a corner, the footsteps of the chief guard suddenly stopped, and he bowed his head respectfully: "Hello, Your Highness Harlem."

A person walked quickly in front of him, nodded gently at the head of the guard, then turned to look at Ji Xingjue, with bright eyes: "Teacher, I heard that you and the marshal will come, so I have been waiting, are you feeling better?" ?”

Ji Xingjue replied with a polite smile: "It's much better, thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Harlem stepped forward, his face full of worry, and he wanted to hold Ji Xingjue's hand: "I learned that you were injured in order to protect the marshal, and I can't go to visit. I am very worried these days..."

Qi Qing was standing by the side expressionlessly, looking at the prince indifferently, seeing that he was about to reach out, she suddenly leaned forward and blocked him back.

He looked at Harlem condescendingly, raised his hand, and inadvertently revealed the ring on his ring finger, and said in a calm tone, "Thank you for caring about my wife, Your Majesty is still waiting, so I can't talk more."

Harlem: "..."

Ji Xingjue: "?"

Qi Qing is 1.9 meters tall, with a tall and steady back, which completely covered him. He was a little confused, so he could only poke half of his head out from behind Qi Qing, and said calmly: "Thank you, Your Highness, then we will take a step first."

Harlem glanced at Qi Qing strangely, and quickly regained his smile: "I'm going to find my father too, so I can go with the two of you."

Ji Xingjue sensitively noticed that the temperature around Mr. Marshal seemed to drop a few degrees.

Qi Qing doesn't like Harlem?

These two have nothing to do with each other, right?

Taking advantage of the gap between Harlem and the chief guard, Ji Xingjue couldn't bear his curiosity, and tiptoed up to his ear: "Does Marshal have any opinions on His Royal Highness Harlem?"

The ear was caught off guard by the warm breath, the voice was soft, gentle and affectionate, entangled between the lips and teeth, like a hook, slipping into the brain, pulling the reason out without any explanation.

The appearance of the rabbit, the temperament of the cat, and the habits of the fox.

It's simply impossible to guard against.

Qi Qing froze for a moment, and said four words coldly: "Thug eyebrows and mouse eyes."

"..."

Reminiscent of Qi Qing's evaluation of Yser's appearance, Ji Xingjue suddenly became deeply worried about the Marshal's aesthetic ability.

On the way to the Fountain Gardens, the atmosphere is a bit eerie.

Ji Xingjue was caught in the middle, on the left was the cold Marshal, and on the right was His Highness Harlem who was smiling warmly, unable to laugh.

Recently, the imperial capital is full of turmoil because of the saints. His Majesty was not able to happily immerse himself in the wine and singing and dancing. Obviously, he was not very interested. He sat in the fountain garden and enjoyed the flowers. When he saw a few people coming, his eyes fell on Ji Xingjue With scrutiny in his eyes, he asked straight to the point: "Professor Ji, do you know why the Holy Order targeted you?"

Ji Xingjue shook his head sincerely.

The emperor lightly tapped the stone table with his fingers, and his momentum fell silently. After staring at him for a moment, he suddenly laughed: "Because you are a rare talent in the empire! The Holy Order wants to disintegrate the empire from this aspect, hmph, Think beautifully."

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and he patted Ji Xingjue on the shoulder kindly: "In this matter, the marshal's wife has been wronged, and the Ministry of Security's work is really getting more and more out of order. Deen is on his way here. I will let him I sincerely apologize to you."

Ji Xingjue lowered his eyelashes and leaned over: "Your Majesty is serious, and His Highness De En is only following the procedure."

"Hmph, that trash." His Majesty the Emperor glanced at Qi Qing and shook his head, "Duke Qi will still give birth. Among my sons, the second son is impulsive and reckless, the third son is cowardly and incompetent, and only the eldest son is not trash."

Harlem stood beside him, lowered his eyes, his expression was as gentle and courteous as ever, as if he didn't hear his father's comments.

For other noble officials, when they heard this, they would compliment them more or less.

Qi Qing's face was calm, neither disagreed nor denied.

The emperor looked at Ji Xingjue again, and suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, Alder and I praised you."

Alder was the eldest prince who died.

Two years ago, while patrolling the front line, Auld was ambushed by star robbers, and the entire fleet survived, and even the body was not found.

Ji Xingjue skipped two grades in college, and belonged to the same class as Prince Auld, and he has a good relationship with this straightforward prince.

He showed a regretful expression at the right time: "I am very honored."

His Majesty stroked his beard, looked at the gorgeous garden, and sighed: "It would be great if my Alder was still here."

Harlem comforted in a gentle voice: "Father, brother wouldn't want to see you feel so sad for him."

"Otherwise?" His Majesty said coldly, without any appreciation, "Do I want to feel sad for you two trash?"

A hint of hurt appeared on Harlem's face, but he quickly hid it and lowered his head in silence.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, but fortunately, Deen was very brotherly, and soon rushed over to be scolded together.

The saints were found out by Qi Qing along with Cathy. The Ministry of Security was basically not close to him, and he offended Qi Qing, who is very prestigious in the army. His Majesty recently saw that his son was very disliked, and the fire was diverted: "Know me What did you call you here for?"

Deen's always proud face turned black, and he turned to Ji Xingjue reluctantly: "Professor Ji, I apologize to you for my recklessness."

Ji Xingjue leaned closer to Qi Qing deliberately, and smiled: "Your Highness is too polite, but in my humble opinion, the efficiency of the security department needs to be improved."

The veins on De En's forehead twitched, and considering that Qi Qing was by his side, he barely suppressed the soaring blood pressure, and said coldly, "Thank you for the suggestion."

"Your Majesty," the chief guard suddenly walked quickly into the garden, "The diplomats from the alliance mission have come to see you."

His Majesty the Emperor frowned in displeasure: "This group of peasants from the alliance really don't understand etiquette."

Ji Xingjue raised his eyebrows, and shot a look at Qi Qing, expressing his doubts.

Qi Qing lowered her head slightly, leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice, "I arrived last night."

Ji Xingjue was so excited that the roots of his ears tingled for a while, he hid aside, rubbed his red ears, and suddenly realized.

No wonder Qi Qing couldn't go home last night.

Not long ago, Qi Qing was in a war dispute with the Alliance and defeated the Alliance steadily. His Majesty the Emperor is using him to frighten the Alliance Mission.

Soon, the "hillbilly diplomat" of the alliance stepped into the fountain garden under the introduction of his attendants.

The guest who came from afar was thin and thin, wearing a neat and decent suit. Before Ji Xingjue could see his face clearly, the other party lowered his head, covered his lips with a handkerchief, coughed a few times, and looked up when he raised his head. pale.

The other party leaned towards His Majesty politely, noticed Ji Xingjue's gaze, looked over gently, and smiled faintly: "I'm so sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to have guests."

He glanced at Qi Qing who was rooted beside Ji Xingjue, and his smile deepened a lot: "Surely this is the rumored Professor Ji, the wife of Marshal Qi?"

Ji Xingjue felt a little strange.

For the vast majority of people, the first reaction when they saw him was "You are the wife of the Marshal", and then they would think of his original identity. After all, Qi Qing's name is more famous, and he is shrouded invisibly. In this fame.

The diplomat did the opposite.

He nodded with great interest: "Hello, Xingjue next season."

The diplomat took a few steps forward and reached out to Ji Xingjue: "Hi, Professor Ji, I'm An Tang."

Ji Xingjue calmly replied, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

An Tang looked at him with an intriguing smile, but she quickly looked away and turned to the emperor: "Your Majesty, how do you think about our proposal?"

Before His Majesty the Emperor spoke, Deen said coldly: "I think that if the alliance is not sincere, there is no need to seek the cooperation of the Empire."

An Tang was not angry, and said in a calm manner: "At present, it seems that the 'Holy Church' has taken more actions against the empire. I believe that if the alliance is used as the basis for establishing cooperation..."

He was talking eloquently when the chief guard who had just left came in hurriedly, glanced at An Tang, leaned into His Majesty's ear, and whispered something.

The emperor didn't even frown, and waved his hand casually: "It's just such a small matter, is it worth bothering me?"

The chief guard looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but the matter is urgent..."

An Tang observed this scene with a smile, raised his eyebrows slightly, and leaned over: "It seems that His Majesty still has something important to do, so I won't bother you for now, I hope His Majesty will think about it more, the alliance has a full Sincerity, with the Empire against a common enemy."

His Majesty the Emperor also showed a fake smile.

As soon as An Tang left, His Majesty's smile disappeared.

Harlem asked worriedly, "Father, what's wrong?"

"Emergency battle report from the front line." The chief guard replied on his behalf, his voice urgent and tense, "A group of star thieves wandering around the seventh galaxy suddenly gathered together and captured the planetary base M7663. The commander of the base has been captured alive!"

After a pause, he lowered his voice: "In the picture sent back from the front line, there seems to be a figure of the Holy Order."

The atmosphere at the scene was dead silent.

Ji Xingjue and Qi Qing looked at each other in surprise.

Sleepy came to send pillows, the Holy Order is really considerate-there is no reason to escape from prison!

The author has something to say: a new map will be opened soon~